"Death is not the end, after all, and the past is never dead. Indeed, it's not even past..." -What Became of Heartman, One Month Ago »#иo̸ιʀ »DSRP and multi-verse

"ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪɴ #MVRP." | #BLAMERP | #SliceOfLifeRP

His tail wags at the mention of play, splattering tar here and there. Play it is!

They're at a standstill now, it seems. It's still... watching...? ...Then the golden face splits, and one of the many tentacles, with their hand-shaped ends, waves at the man.

Wet splotching noises as it makes a little happy dance—it seems to appreciate the likes! It immediately stops at the question, though, as if understanding what the word 'hungry' entails. The large head nods as it reforms back into a canine head.

And just like that, the chiral canine follows. At first, it darts off toward the porter—a frightening sight for any normal person—but then quickly eases into a slow stride beside him as he takes the lead.

⠀ " 𝒯HE CRISIS, THE 𝒦NIFE ,, ⠀

𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐞.

B O R F !

Happy gurgling noises.

FATHER! HE DASHES, SLAMS INTO THE TALL CHIROMANCER IN A WET SPLURCH.

Of course! And as if sensing the man's wishes, the big boy sits still, perfect for any hug!

His face splits, and the many tentacles start sliding all over Higgs' face, some of the small hands patting the man's cheek. One even has a thumbs up! [ 👍 1000 Likes received from Anubis! ]

On the contrary, its face splits and one hand-tipped appendage pats him on the face a few times.

Once again, it senses, this time the discomfort, and the hand pulls away. As replacement, it instead nuzzles its chiralium head against Sam's temple—beware the allergies! Anubis seems just a litte too smart for a normal BT.

MORNING BORF!